The thousandth breath
Murmurs within mirrors
Revealing the magic behind
The red velvet curtain

Seeing these ancestors with these jobs
Just like ours
Were just as miserable
As we are now

Some troubles don't change

Exhaling to escape the questions
Of fabrications bent for denial
We are our own creations
Watch as the movie reel turns
Only for our selfish souls

Chicken **** blood streaming in me
These are the *** marked memories of
The former man I see every now and again

He smiles and I smile
And I laugh and He laughs
And we remember ourselves, together once,
As we pause and look into the wind

These nests
They are heated from
Underneath
I trail along
See the sights
Breathe the air
Eat the food
Relish in the spirit of the towns
Stranger's faces like the
Bottom of scratched nickel's, clicking
Their tongues for reasons of judgement
They were born with

Aching
We see the night
Watchmen **** the innocent
With nightsticks

The moon trickling its brilliant crying light
Upon the damning landscape
Painted with what we've learned to accept

Ten years

Eight minutes

Three seconds

We are beckoned
To live frequent
Belligerent lives
Swinging twisted fists
Screaming in silence
Taking every drop of
Blood to the bank

Building up the fire

For the long
Cold

Winter